Jeffrey Sparks
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Adversity is kindling I choose to burn to keep my hands warm in winter ensuring my words will stretch beyond the years that turn my bones to dust.
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Tracks to the Past
Nicholas went to bed shortly after midnight. It was his usual time — his friends would sign off from World of Warcraft after nightly raids. Most of them worked in the morning, and Nicholas did not. He reluctantly moved back in with his parents after realizing the history degree he acquired was specific to a job he no longer wanted. It was not that he did not love history, because he did; Nicholas tried working as a teacher's assistant for a while but quit after only a short stint. Still, Nicholas felt the students he encountered did not appreciate history as much as he did. He was shocked that students had never heard of the Punic Wars, the Norman Conquest, or stuff he considered mainstream history. Who does not get excited about the rise of Alexander the Great? All kids these days care about is Tik-Tok and going viral. Nicholas was young but considered himself an old soul.
By Jeffrey Sparks2 years ago in Fiction